Technomagic Manimals Primite Drakenkar Shapeshifters

Technomagic Manimals Primite Drakenkar Shapeshifters

Three twenty-somethings forced into babysitting a six year old magician while seeking a mythical mine. are they really the best a fallen nation could put together?

The job, to locate a mythical deposit of primite. Primal hematite is the arcane gem that powers this world’s technologies. Without it, the Labyrinth of Belfries does not shine at night and dwarves’ Radical Ridge does not exist, shame. And Dano’s greatest team for this mission? Slippy, a frog manimal monk. Exiled from his home. Twice. Traveling with him for years now, is a devout religious soul knight. Eight, short for 988-8, role number in the annulled war with Mantrat. Lilya, Guardian of Order is his new guiding sun. Quill is a six year old manimal mage sticking his beak in places he should not while in search of treasures. What qualifies this brat? Leading them, an angsty aspiring assassin asshole too proud to ask for help. An unbeatable team.

The continent of Drakenkar was reshaped by arcane devastation. A nation nearly wiped out. thick stormy fog remains in what is now called the Miasma. Few and far between are those who have returned from within. Dano and its royal line must survive the tragedy; times are desperate. The grieving Queen regent Vikra and her prince Mortimer task groups of adventurers to investigate myths. The hub nation is far from the only affected party, Drakenkar’s industries are hemorrhaging. The cataclysm physically divides the world, cutting off any zipcar or airship routes through it, and their much needed contents. 

Rawen, the god known as the Cheater, has meddled in mortal affairs once more. The last time, he revealed to masters of artifice the secret of the soul knight, one that spread like wildfire. Spurned and enfeebled by his wife’s adultery with the heir of the Mantrat Empire, the Danon king naturally made a deal with his deceiver. Now, the Card, the deity’s avatar, walks the mortal world, set on its own path of chaos. The necromancers of the Unbled Clot aim to rule mortals for eternity alongside their messiah. Humans, elves, manimals, fairies, all will bow to them until the cycle’s end. Even the almighty dragons may fall.

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